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Oh, no one ever left alive in nineteen hundred and eighty-five will ever do She may be right, she may be fine She may get love, but she won't get mine, 'cause I got you
Oh, I Oh, I Well, I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff my little lady gets behind
Oh, my mama said the time would come when I would find myself in love with you I didn't think, I never dreamed That I would be around to see it all come true
Woah, I Oh, I Well, I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff my little lady gets behind
Oh, my mama said the time would come when I would find myself in love with you I didn't think, I never dreamed That I would be around to see it all come true
Woah, I Oh, I Well, I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff my little lady gets behind
Oh, no one ever left alive in nineteen hundred and eighty-five will ever do Well, she may be right, she may be fine She may get love, but she won't get mine, 'cause I got you
Oh, I Oh, I Well, I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff my little lady gets behind
Shake it Woo Ah now shake it don't break it Yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah Ooh
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